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Adult +
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6,148
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Dragon-training.
Title: Dragon-training.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Bill Weasley
Type: Slash... a bit on the romantic side, I could not help my self.
Rating: NC17 – Graphic m/m sex
Spoilers: All 7 books/movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books/movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feedback: Yes please!
Achieve: Just ask me, I would be honoured of course! I just would love to know where my babies are taken.
Beta: Julie
Author's note: No Fleur! I don't really like her... sorry to all your Fleur fans out there.
Chapter 1
“This is bloody annoying!” Bill told his shower wall. He was leaning against it with his forehead, hoping the tile would cool his head, his nerves and his libido. He usually did not talk to his shower wall, but he had been leaning against it in all kinds of ways while wanking a lot the last 24 hours. He didn't think the wanking was annoying, the one who was haunting his brain and turning him on was the reason he was annoyed.
He had been trying to push the young face out of his mind, tried to masturbate thinking of someone else. Almost every hot guy he knew he had pulled into his fantasies but the annoying blond had been there to push them out of the way and Bill had ended up coming with the smirking face of Draco Malfoy 'looking' at him.
The fact that the blond was a boy was not the problem. Bill was not in the closet or in denial about who or what he loved, but Malfoy? No... there was no way it was normal that he thought Malfoy Jr was hot and wankable. Wankable? Was that even a word? If not it should be! It was just not a word a Weasley should use when it came to a Malfoy. This whole Draco-thing was new, it had started the day before.
24 hours earlier:
Bill had not been home for a while. Even though Voldemort and his followers were defeated, the dark arts of course did not disappear. A lot of spells had to be broken, especially from estates that were confiscated by the Ministry. He didn't mind though, he loved his job but he had missed his family. He had just a few more things to do, errands to run and then he had a few weeks off, just in time for Halloween too. Halloween at the Weasleys was almost as much fun as Christmas at the Weasleys.
The bank was a busy place and it was really coincidence that Draco entered when Bill was about to leave. The tall muscular redhead looked around, glad that he could leave all this behind him for a few weeks, when his eyes locked for a few moments with a pair of bored grey orbs. A shiver ran down his spine. He of course knew those eyes, who didn't? They belonged to Malfoy Jr. Those eyes should not get to him like they did though.
One of the other patrons of Gringotts moved between Draco and Bill and the moment was over. Bill shook his head, making his long red hair fly. That was not what he had expected to happen today. He wasn't the romantic type, he didn't believe in the love song-type meetings. And for a split second it annoyed him, but that was all, he shook it off and went home to enjoy the first day of his vacation.
Back to today:
A little encounter like what happened the day before should not be enough to shake Bill's hormones into a frenzy, but it had and the thing was that just thinking about it made him hard again. He grumbled “better get this out of my system before I go to visit with the family.” He closed his eyes and for now did not fight the face of Malfoy as he started to stroke himself into another orgasm.
If Bill had thought that he had been the only one effected by that meeting he had been wrong. The day before Draco just had been bored. He had been bored a lot since the times of Hogwarts were in the past. He had not been out much and the fact that at the end he and his family had changed sides and worked against Voldemort had left him without many 'friends'. His family was still rich so the need to work was not there either but boredom was pushing him to look for a job anyway. He was not sure about what he would do but he had heard that they were looking for people at Gringotts. He had gone over to check into a job and nothing else.
That is when his eyes locked with the Weasley, he was not completely sure which one but the place where they were made him guess that is was the oldest one, Bill. He could not look away, it was like something he had never felt before. Right there and then he got hard and that was not good, but he didn't look away, he didn't understand why he didn't. That man was the weasel's oldest brother, that alone was a good reason to not acknowledge his existence, but Draco looked back feeling something he should not feel for a Weasley.
He was grateful when someone walked through their locked gazes, it was like a spell was broken and it gave him the time to go home. He wasn't able to think about finding a job to get rid of the boredom.
Draco's hours after the little incident at the bank had been spent more or less in the same way as Bill's with more or less the same annoyance and grumbling.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Bill Weasley
Type: Slash... a bit on the romantic side, I could not help my self.
Rating: NC17 – Graphic m/m sex
Spoilers: All 7 books/movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books/movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feedback: Yes please!
Achieve: Just ask me, I would be honoured of course! I just would love to know where my babies are taken.
Beta: Julie
Author's note: No Fleur! I don't really like her... sorry to all your Fleur fans out there.
Chapter 1
“This is bloody annoying!” Bill told his shower wall. He was leaning against it with his forehead, hoping the tile would cool his head, his nerves and his libido. He usually did not talk to his shower wall, but he had been leaning against it in all kinds of ways while wanking a lot the last 24 hours. He didn't think the wanking was annoying, the one who was haunting his brain and turning him on was the reason he was annoyed.
He had been trying to push the young face out of his mind, tried to masturbate thinking of someone else. Almost every hot guy he knew he had pulled into his fantasies but the annoying blond had been there to push them out of the way and Bill had ended up coming with the smirking face of Draco Malfoy 'looking' at him.
The fact that the blond was a boy was not the problem. Bill was not in the closet or in denial about who or what he loved, but Malfoy? No... there was no way it was normal that he thought Malfoy Jr was hot and wankable. Wankable? Was that even a word? If not it should be! It was just not a word a Weasley should use when it came to a Malfoy. This whole Draco-thing was new, it had started the day before.
24 hours earlier:
Bill had not been home for a while. Even though Voldemort and his followers were defeated, the dark arts of course did not disappear. A lot of spells had to be broken, especially from estates that were confiscated by the Ministry. He didn't mind though, he loved his job but he had missed his family. He had just a few more things to do, errands to run and then he had a few weeks off, just in time for Halloween too. Halloween at the Weasleys was almost as much fun as Christmas at the Weasleys.
The bank was a busy place and it was really coincidence that Draco entered when Bill was about to leave. The tall muscular redhead looked around, glad that he could leave all this behind him for a few weeks, when his eyes locked for a few moments with a pair of bored grey orbs. A shiver ran down his spine. He of course knew those eyes, who didn't? They belonged to Malfoy Jr. Those eyes should not get to him like they did though.
One of the other patrons of Gringotts moved between Draco and Bill and the moment was over. Bill shook his head, making his long red hair fly. That was not what he had expected to happen today. He wasn't the romantic type, he didn't believe in the love song-type meetings. And for a split second it annoyed him, but that was all, he shook it off and went home to enjoy the first day of his vacation.
Back to today:
A little encounter like what happened the day before should not be enough to shake Bill's hormones into a frenzy, but it had and the thing was that just thinking about it made him hard again. He grumbled “better get this out of my system before I go to visit with the family.” He closed his eyes and for now did not fight the face of Malfoy as he started to stroke himself into another orgasm.
If Bill had thought that he had been the only one effected by that meeting he had been wrong. The day before Draco just had been bored. He had been bored a lot since the times of Hogwarts were in the past. He had not been out much and the fact that at the end he and his family had changed sides and worked against Voldemort had left him without many 'friends'. His family was still rich so the need to work was not there either but boredom was pushing him to look for a job anyway. He was not sure about what he would do but he had heard that they were looking for people at Gringotts. He had gone over to check into a job and nothing else.
That is when his eyes locked with the Weasley, he was not completely sure which one but the place where they were made him guess that is was the oldest one, Bill. He could not look away, it was like something he had never felt before. Right there and then he got hard and that was not good, but he didn't look away, he didn't understand why he didn't. That man was the weasel's oldest brother, that alone was a good reason to not acknowledge his existence, but Draco looked back feeling something he should not feel for a Weasley.
He was grateful when someone walked through their locked gazes, it was like a spell was broken and it gave him the time to go home. He wasn't able to think about finding a job to get rid of the boredom.
Draco's hours after the little incident at the bank had been spent more or less in the same way as Bill's with more or less the same annoyance and grumbling.